Must be in charge of bringing important items to be used during the birthing process.

I was delighted. I was honored. I was humbled.

My unabashed answer was, “YES!”

But then I did secretly wonder, “What will I be doing? Will I be in the way? Will I make someone uncomfortable?”

(I seem to have an uncanny knack for doing this at times, giggles.)

To avoid any potential for disaster I was tickled to find a plethora of intel from other grandparents who had already traversed through this same uncharted territory. Some of the roles they suggested a grandparent will play in the delivery room were: Photographer, Monitor, Relief Coach, Errand Runner, Informational Resource, Record Keeper, Calming Agent.

These all sounded wonderful to me. As well as, virtually stay-out-of-trouble proof!

A cherished statue of the BVM (which I used as my focal-point during the delivery of each of our children’s births.)

And snacks for the dad-to-be. (Well…..maybe I did forget the beef-sticks at home.)

In the end I did partake in some of the roles mentioned by other grandparents during their own experience; but truthfully -when it came right down to it – the most important role I played was that of being a quiet

Witness.

A witness to the miracle of life brought into this world through the unifying love of two very special people.

And for that unexpected reason I am so very grateful I said, “Yes.”

Our beautiful granddaughter – all 8lb 13 precious ounces of her!

“He will love you and bless you and multiply you…”

Deuteronomy 7:13

These past several days as I’ve continued to witness these two young parents navigate together through the newness of parenthood I’ve been struck by one impressive thought

You blink and they are 8. Then 28. And then they are parents, resembling the you you once were.

Isn’t life resplendent that way?

hugs & blessings for all the grandiose miracles God allows us to see, as we blink!

extra hugs & blessings to my darling daughter & son-in-law – thank you for allowing me to witness the formation of your very own “party of three.”

Blessing of the Children.

Then children were brought to him that he might lay his hands on them and pray. The disciples rebuked them, but Jesus said, “Let the children come to me, and do not prevent them; for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” After he placed his hands on them, he went away.

What a beautifully written memory. Clare Marie is doubly blessed to have Abby and Jake as parents and you and Dan as grandparents. I am so happy for all of you. Mother’s Day has a new and special meaning for you and Abby. You are an inspirational Mom and friend. Thank you for sharing.

Thank you , MT! Wasn’t it just yesterday we sat in PTA knitting together details of book-fairs, reflection art exhibits, and painted umbrella sales? How blessed I am to have had our friendship throughout these many years to continue to share “life-moments” with! Continued blessings upon you & yours!😘

What a truly wonderful post. Thank you so much for sharing. My heart and my whole life was inspired and touched by this role you shared. . Only a mighty and Holy God can bring into lives blessings of this magnitude. It all about surrendered to Christ life and living. Blessings and Love.

Yes indeed, FAYE!!! God is so good and He overwhelms me with His grace. There are moments, such as this one, where I can feel Him outstretch His arms and whisper so lovingly….”all for you. all this, for you.” I pray He know just how grateful I am. ❤️